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Sep 17, 2008 06:15

I had a dream about being able to return to my summer camp. Those always make me wake up on edge. It's funny, because last night I think I was taking the first steps to getting over the place.

You see, it occurred to me that there were many other things that I had and can now get over. In fact, most days I don't even think I've thought about my experiences with the Boy Scouts. I had great times there, but there was no longer a place for me. And many years have gone by where I don't think about it. And it's the same with the Pappys (though I haven't had years for them, months have gone by). And countless other things won't return. I don't let them keep me up at night.

I had to start thinking this way because I don't think I'll be able to return to that place. My old boss didn't return my calls to visit or my emails to return as veteran member. It's for the better, that I begin this clean break.

My time has come and gone, and like so many before me, I must let it fade into faded photographs.

Today is Wednesday, named for Woden the wanderer. That was such a romantic concept to me. He is nothing but faded photographs.
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